[Intro: MO3]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
(MO motherfuckin' 3, nigga)
[Pre Chorus: MO3]
It's 4:30, grab my thirty, we gon' spin at five
Why you say that?
'Cause that's the time that he walk out the house
Look, shoot this bitch like Michael Jordan did in '99 (Okay)
Busted down my Rollie, bought a Porsche
Fuck, who don't like to shine? (Yeah)
[Chorus: MO3]
My block is hot, this Glock is hot (Hot, hot)
Jump out on my block, hop out of ya car (Bow, bow)
Jump out like the S.W.A.T., we duckin' the cops (Ah, ah)
Give a fuck 'bout a opp, we runnin' the block (Yeah, yeah)
[Verse 1: MO3]
Ready to get 'em, don't tell 'em we comin'
They say they got beef (Bluff)
But I provide it, they gon' bleed
When I say sweep, they sleep (They sleep)
This ain't no alphabet, but I keep that AK by me (Okay)
And just know after that, they leavin'
Won't come back to speak (Yeah)
Turn down they block when they get got
What they gon' say now? (What they say now?)
I upped this MAC, knock off his back
No, I don't play 'round (Bitch, this a shake down)
I'm slangin' iron, this Calico gon' make 'em lay down
Make 'em look me in my eyes and told God
"He on the way now" (Baow, baow, baow, baow)
The life I live, I keep that strap, you know it's red rum
Block to block, sit in the spot
The doors locked until the feds come
'Cause my people in the hood who had to struggle never had nothin'
It's understood we livin' good, young nigga, we gettin' cash money (That's on gang, gang)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
(MO motherfuckin' 3, nigga)
[Pre Chorus: MO3]
It's 4:30, grab my thirty, we gon' spin at five
Why you say that?
'Cause that's the time that he walk out the house
Look, shoot this bitch like Michael Jordan did in '99 (Okay)
Busted down my Rollie, bought a Porsche
Fuck, who don't like to shine? (Yeah)
[Chorus: MO3]
My block is hot, this Glock is hot (Hot, hot)
Jump out on my block, hop out of ya car (Bow, bow)
Jump out like the S.W.A.T., we duckin' the cops (Ah, ah)
Give a fuck 'bout a opp, we runnin' the block (Yeah, yeah)
[Verse 1: MO3]
Ready to get 'em, don't tell 'em we comin'
They say they got beef (Bluff)
But I provide it, they gon' bleed
When I say sweep, they sleep (They sleep)
This ain't no alphabet, but I keep that AK by me (Okay)
And just know after that, they leavin'
Won't come back to speak (Yeah)
Turn down they block when they get got
What they gon' say now? (What they say now?)
I upped this MAC, knock off his back
No, I don't play 'round (Bitch, this a shake down)
I'm slangin' iron, this Calico gon' make 'em lay down
Make 'em look me in my eyes and told God
"He on the way now" (Baow, baow, baow, baow)
The life I live, I keep that strap, you know it's red rum
Block to block, sit in the spot
The doors locked until the feds come
'Cause my people in the hood who had to struggle never had nothin'
It's understood we livin' good, young nigga, we gettin' cash money (That's on gang, gang)
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